Year Three, Day 11: Running the Straights

I am getting better!

I woke up at 6:30 a.m. And actually got vertical at 6:50 a.m. Threw on my jogging clothes and got to the running track at 7:00 a.m. I walked a brisk 1/2 mile, including 200 consecutive steps of jogging at the end! (That was close to jogging an entire "straight" of the track. I used to jog the curves and walk the straights a few years ago when I attempted to revisited jogging. Now, I think it is time to jog the straights and walk the curves!)

As I was finishing, I saw some children heading to school. So I really need to get to the track at 6:30 a.m. or earlier.

The sky was a brilliant blue, the sun already quite warm. I suddenly started craving my black coffee! (I was also strangely craving tomatoes.) So I grabbed my coffee mug and walked another brisk 3/4 miles to the gas station. I sipped the bitter hot liquid. I'm acquiring a taste for black coffee. It seems to wake up my whole being!

Then I walked 3/4 miles back home. Two miles I have walked, and it was not yet even 8:00 a.m.!

I was so pleased with myself. I ran upstairs and told my roommate and her grandma that I had woken up early and walked/jogged. They told me they were proud of me. I am proud of me!

Then I sliced a lovely ripe tomato and put it on a rice cake. Unfortunately we were out of mayo, so I just sprinkled on a bit of salt and pepper. I also sliced a lovely, pungent Ukrainian pickle and put it on a plate. Grabbed my coffee, my prayer journal, my running journal, my devotional book, and a blanket and headed out to my prayer tree.

I need to start each day like this. Exercising my body, mind and spirit. In an unhurried fashion. It really helped my attitude at work! :)

In fact, I had a good day, all day!

It is now nearly 10:00 p.m. I just got home a little while ago from choir practice. I have so many more thoughts, but they will have to wait until tomorrow.

I have running fever. So I am turning in shortly, so I can get up even earlier tomorrow, and run the straights!

Happy Tuesday!

Talk to you tomorrow!

Love,

Zita :)

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